In the delegation Of derogatory Allocation My expression Is an allegory That is already Mistaken.

In the delegation Of derogatory Allocation My expression Is an allegory That is already Mistaken.
Entwined in finer cacophony, There in the moving dirt Is a gravity That summons, Us back to grow In the […]
And so they bloom, And with that merrymaking Meets the somber tune, At the legacy After gale’s broom.
Endure for the poise, Of purpose In the purple octaves, That plays For a shaded noise, That activates A way […]
At the joints of rigor, Is a momentary figure Fleeting as is meeting still, The augmentation Of sensations fill.
I could not Take Myself Anymore So I took Me And lost My mine Once more.
“Shhh! Come here and we welcome you as we are us as much as you.” – Quotes from a nonexistent […]
How big can The darkness Inside grow Before it is all I’ll ever know.
Is there an inhale, Of a nerve That can conjure, Me anew My memory?
My photo in a mirror, Turned the page Of which to be, And who in me To Adore.